Chapter 531: Chapter 531 Dilemma_1 Chapter 531: Chapter 531 Dilemma_1 “You wish!”
Faced with Fu Qian’s sincerity, Tan Ying just rolled her eyes, clearly taking it as a joke.
“But you sure have a heavy hand, throwing something so heavy directly at someone. Aren’t you afraid of hurting them?”
This person leaned in close to Fu Qian, lowering their voice and looking piercingly at him.
“Qin Mingze told me you are a dangerous person. I didn’t believe it at first.”
“Just a reminder, private investigations are illegal.”
Facing such scrutiny, Fu Qian didn’t show the slightest discomfort.
Tan Ying knew that her action of hitting someone with a coke could hardly be considered strange; most likely, Pei Yanqing was informed about it by her.
Even so, Fu Qian wasn’t the least bit worried that this person might suspect that he was the one who formatted those five people.
This is the benefit of widespread education.
Within a sufficiently broad consensus system, everyone subconsciously rationalizes events.
So even if he went to the police to confess, he would probably be turned away because the report simply couldn’t be written.
It was a wonderful and overwhelming “power”, providing a natural cover for his misbehavior.
“As if you’ve done any less illegal stuff.”
Tan Ying certainly wasn’t intimidated by a mere sentence, wrinkling her nose and glancing at Fu Qian.
But before she could say anything more, a professional-looking bodyguard hurriedly came up in the elevator and whispered to Song Hang.
Tan Ying was obviously paying close attention to the situation, and immediately stopped pestering Fu Qian to walk over with expectation on her face.
“Not found.”
At this moment, after listening to the report, Song Hang just shook his head slowly at her.
“We’ve pretty much checked everywhere, no sign of your classmate,” he said while pulling out his phone.
“This feels a bit strange; I’ll ask someone for help.”
“Okay!”
Tan Ying didn’t object, finding the person was what mattered most to her.
“…No signal?”
However, the next moment, Song Hang frowned at his phone.
“No service?”
Surprised by his words, Tan Ying instinctively reached for her own phone.
“There is, but it just won’t connect… Wait, couldn’t you also not get through to your classmate’s phone a moment ago?”
Song Hang stared at his phone, suddenly realizing something.
“Could it be that we have a communication problem here?”
“Try yours.”
Without waiting for Tan Ying to say anything, he gestured to the bodyguard next to him.
The latter swiftly dialed a number and then, with equal swiftness, shook his head.
…
“It seems we’d better go outside and try to contact someone.”
After a brief silence, Song Hang quickly suggested.
Tan Ying had no objections to this suggestion either.
When she first couldn’t get through, her instinct was to think it was a problem on Pei Yanqing’s side and didn’t consider this possibility.
If it was just a signal issue, trying to make contact after going outside would be far simpler.
However, before they could take any action, another person in a black suit hurried over from the elevator.
“What? We’ve been locked in here?”
After hearing the report from bodyguard number two, Song Hang’s sharp composure almost faltered.
“How is that possible!”
“It’s true; we’ve checked every place and found that all the doors that lead out have been shut.”
Bodyguard number two had a bitter look on his face, yet his tone was very certain.
“It might be too late; after all, it’s so dark already.”
Tan Ying lifted her head to look above, the mall’s ceiling had a transparent design, revealing the dark and gloomy sky outside.
“Her being alone in the dark is even less safe, we need to find her quickly.”
Her tone soon became more anxious.
She was also slow to notice the irregularities in some changes.
Fu Qian, on the other hand, was silently making his assessments.
The darkness outside was naturally his doing, and up to this point, the four people in front of him had not noticed anything unusual about the darkening sky.
“What the hell are the staff here for!”
Being inexplicably locked up, Song Hang was clearly displeased and leaned over to look outside.
“It’s very dark outside; you can’t see anyone at all.”
“We have to get out first, otherwise we might be trapped here all night.”
Seeing Tan Ying’s worried expression, he continued.
“Since all the exits have been shut, and they didn’t find your classmate just now, logically, there’s still a high chance she’s already left.”
“Luckily, the elevator is still running. Let’s head down and see if we can get out through the basement.”
His words clearly made sense, and seeing that Tan Ying didn’t object, Song Hang calmly instructed, signaling everyone to head to the nearby elevator.
Just then, a tumultuous noise, neither loud nor soft, arose from below.
Apart from them, other people in the mall seemed to have also realized the doors were shut, and they were trapped inside.
Song Hang ignored this, saw the elevator had arrived, and with bodyguard number three already back, he directed his subordinate to set the elevator to the first sublevel floor and then beckoned Tan Ying to get in.
The latter didn’t refuse, but as she moved, she grabbed Fu Qian’s arm on impulse, not giving him the chance to shirk off.
Soon, the elevator doors were clanging shut, and under the pallid LED light, a party of six slowly descended.
“There’s still no way out; even the doors to the parking garage are locked.”
Unfortunately, when the elevator doors opened, after the three bodyguards rapidly made a round, the news they brought back was still disheartening.
…
“Go to the commercial management office; they should have a direct line phone there.”
Faced with the bad news, Song Hang fell silent for a long while before speaking through clenched teeth.
He was clear in his intention–if mobile phones cannot make calls, then they should use a direct line phone to contact someone on the outside to open the door.
In the age of information, it has to be said, this was indeed a plan.
In this type of old-fashioned mall, the commercial management office is generally located underground. The bodyguards quickly found an upward passage and led the three people upward, with Fu Qian silently following behind.
It was also his doing that mobile phones couldn’t make calls.
And as for the idea of locking people in the mall, that was inspired by Miss Liushuang.
Soon, at the end of a corridor, the group of six found the commercial management office.
Unfortunately, the office door was also locked.
“Kick it down.”
Song Hang didn’t say much but simply and crisply signaled his subordinates to take action.
The bodyguards exchanged glances, none of them hesitated.
One of them stepped forward and delivered a kick.
Being in a confined space for too long usually leads to bad moods, so this kick was particularly fierce, carrying some emotion with it.
And such a shoddy wooden door naturally couldn’t withstand the force of a kick and opened virtually upon impact.
The office was small in size, with furnishings that were quite simple, just two old wooden desks, along with some office equipment.
On one of the desks, there was a gray telephone.
Without needing a reminder from Song Hang, the bodyguards quickly went over and picked it up.
“There’s no sound.”
The next moment, one of them, with a look of disappointment, shook his head at everyone.